dominance | ( eudio cuddlr )

[ for a moment, there's a swell of frustration that she doesn't understand. why would he want to spend time with her? after she ruined his life? she pictures her mother being dragged off to be floated (she didn't see it), there's an ache that rattles in her chest at the idea of it.

your fault.

she wonders if she'd be so forgiving if the tables were turned. if it had been his fault. she glances away from him, forcing herself away from those thoughts.]

I'm pretty sure that soccer and a date are two very different things... I think.

[ he shrugs his shoulders. considering how he and clarke had kicked a ball around, he doesn't think it's too far off to assume some people play soccer for fun as a date. not that he and clarke went on one when it was simply him trying to make her trip over her own feet. ]

I'm pretty sure you can combine both, O.

[ he looks away from her. ] You don't have to hang out with me if you don't want to. I'm not going to force you.

[ she gives his arm a smack, her brow furrowing.] I never said I didn't want to hang out with you. If I didn't, I wouldn't be here.

[ bellamy does his best to suppress his smile. rubbing at his arm, it hardly stings, but he's always pretended it has whenever she hits him. ]

You're only here for the free food.

[ it's easier to pretend it's that than anything else, even though bellamy beams just a little brighter with her own admission. ]

[ dropping his arm in his lap, he shifts on the couch and slouches even further into it. this is the most relaxed he's felt, or allowed himself to. looking straight ahead, he nudges her with his elbow before he turns to face her. ] What shit are you going to write on it? [ and he nods toward his phone in her hands. ]

You caught me, [ she gives him a smirk as she glances at him, watching him relax even more against the couch as the credits keep rolling on the movie.

she keeps looking at him, holding her phone.]

"I'm not down to earth. At all. Let me take you into my magical world of being shirtless. All the time."

Edited 2016-06-17 04:02 (UTC)

[ bellamy looks at her with an arch to his brow. he's quiet for a long time. ]

Really?

[ that's way worse than elsa's one, and she'd been trying to sound so unlike him on purpose (apparently). he supposes that's the point, but even then, bellamy has to try and stifle his own laughter. ]

[ snorting, she rolls her eyes and hands the device back to him so he can see what she actually typed out.]

A leader and hero. An unwaveringly loyal friend and brother. Actually pretty funny.

[ and at the bottom she had to add:]

And perpetually shirtless

[ she looks at him.] Elsa's is better.

Edited 2016-06-17 06:40 (UTC)

[ if that's how octavia sees him — he can't say it's bad at all. bellamy does his best to feign indifference to what she's written, but he knows that he's blushing just a tiny bit. there's a small smile on his face that can't quite be wiped away, too. octavia's opinion of him is more important than anyone else's, and bellamy's always striven to be someone she can admire and even be proud to call her brother. ]

[ it's too many characters for his profile, otherwise he'd just write that. ]

[ looking to the phone, he flicks his hand toward it as though he's capable of magic that can erase text. ] Can we get rid of everything but the brother part?

[ that's really the only thing he believes in — and he's proud of. ]

I think that's more me.

[ no, bellamy has always striven to take care of her, to protect her at all costs, even at the risk of his own life or freedom. and despite how she might act, octavia hasn't ever forgotten that, not really.

she rolls her eyes at him, even if her lips curve in the same way his had just a moment before.] I'm pretty that won't get you a lot of cuddles.

[ he arches his brow, slightly in disbelief. ] You care about me getting a cuddle? Really?

[ if the shoe was on the other foot, bellamy would feel slightly inclined to say no. he's still a little iffy on octavia being here and having to cuddle strangers, and though he knows they could easily cheat … she has to live her life, and he wants her to. ]

[ it's a good thing he doesn't feel compelled to change her cuddlr profile. ]

[ she looks at him when he asks her that, looking surprised that he's surprised. doesn't he want his incentive? he said he was here for her but if he wasn't cuddling anyone... what did that mean? did he want to keep her safe? it felt wrong even questioning it.

she makes up another excuse, instead.]

Believe it or not, I actually care if you're happy, Bell.

[ the thing is: bellamy wants to meet his incentive, but he's been finding himself disliking the idea of cuddling someone for the sake of getting something out of it. before, he would've. the guy who'd dropped down to the ground would've went for this place and had a good time. but bellamy doesn't want to use someone just so he can meet his deal and get home. ]

[ he doubts octavia would like it, either. using someone to get what he wants for her — it's what had happened to mom on the ark, and bellamy had never felt right since understanding he'd been offered a spot on the guard as a cadet because mom made a deal and let someone use her. ]

I'm happy that you're here.

[ he doesn't need anyone else, and maybe that's the problem. placing so much weight on octavia being here — the only person bellamy will ever acknowledge he needs is her. sometimes he's afraid of admitting as much. ]

I don't need to cuddle someone to be happy, O. [ he looks away from her and shifts, leaning forward to grab the remote from the coffee table to switch the movie off and have spongebob playing in the background. ] I've been holding hands with people to get this deal met. The cuddling thing's just weird.

[ octavia didn't want him using someone like her mother had been used, like her mother had been forced to. but she honestly didn't know if she saw it that way, not when he so clearly had a girl who likes him (and little does she know there's more than one).

why wouldn't he make the most of this place? that's what she would do. that's what she plans to do. to do everything she can while she's here. and she doesn't want the pressure of being the only reason he's happy. it makes her sad to think of it.]

Okay. [ this conversation feels weird, like one she doesn't want to continue.]

[ for someone who is self-aware enough to understand how he ticks and works, bellamy's never quite been able to recognise that placing octavia at the centre of everything he does isn't right. it's not necessarily wrong, either, but when he shoves himself away and focuses solely on her — he doesn't see it. that's the downside to growing up on the ark and being the only pair of siblings. ]

[ he's looked at anna and elsa, and sees how they orbit around one another. he knows elsa would do anything for anna, and he can imagine his assumption anna would do the same in return is right. but he doesn't quite know what makes them so different to octavia and himself, and perhaps it's the way that they've been raised. ]

[ steering the conversation away from cuddlr, bellamy's expression shifts into one of amusement. ]

Would you eat a burger again?

[ it's one thing to orbit one another but it's another thing to sacrifice your own chance at happiness for someone else. octavia doesn't want that for him, she doesn't think he'd let her do the same thing for him. anna and elsa are different because they are sisters, even though like the blakes, they were locked away for most of their childhoods, they weren't living under the constant fear of death or punishment, they had other people looking out for them.

as much as octavia wants to be free, she wants bellamy to be free too. she doesn't want to be a burden, to be the thing that holds him back.]

Uh, yes. Of course. I'd eat another one right now.

[ bellamy's smile widens. ] You want seconds?

[ that's something that can exist in eudio — seconds. rationing on the ark hadn't been kind to either of them, and though mom had often forced his hand as a kid to give half of his food to octavia, it's more of a choice than a sense of obligation he'd given her a portion of anything and everything he'd been given. ]

[ but in eudio, he can inhale an entire buffet of food without needing to think of anyone else. it's weird and it's surreal and he thinks octavia will get a kick out of having more than she's ever had before. ]

[ she looks at him, surprised when he offers her more. honestly, she knew, on some level, that rations are things of the past. but to hear it, it's like a sudden realization, that she can have more than her share. she can have as much as she wants without worrying about taking it from someone else, without keeping someone else from their own share.

she grins, slow.] Yes.

[ he cocks his head to the side. ]

Come on.

[ pushing himself off the couch, he's on his feet quickly. ignoring the dogs picking their heads up — zelo from the foot of his bed and nike from on top of his bed — he walks right by chion in his little freezer and grabs some loose cash he'd left on the counter. ]

[ he turns on his foot and looks at her with a wide grin. ]

Lets go get seconds, O.

[ he moves fast, she moves to follow, shoving off the couch to stand.] Now? [ well, of course, now. it wouldn't make sense for them to get seconds in a few hours or something like that.]

[ he arches his brow with a smile. he knows it's a whirlwind — not only do they have a great quantity of food at their disposal, they're allowed to waste it. they're allowed to waste that food and go for seconds, because there's no such thing as rationing in a city that makes very little sense when bellamy wants to pull it apart. ]

Yeah. Now. Unless you want to wait?

[ she's quick to say--]No. [ she grins a bit wider.] I don't want to wait. I'm ready to stuff my face again.

[ his smile grows wider. it's the answer he'd been hoping for, but not the one he'd been betting on. this entire place is completely overwhelming, and he wouldn't blame octavia for wanting a time out from it all. ]

Then let's go. [ he tilts his head to the side. it doesn't matter about the dogs, they remain where they are, lifting their heads in curiosity but nonetheless giving into their desire to laze about in the quiet of the apartment. ] We should go along the boardwalk, just in case you see something you want to try.

[ octavia is still, for the most part, running head first into most things here. everything is new and shiny and she isn't afraid of anything that isn't too out of the ordinary. dogs and snowgies had been a bit of a shock but...

she moves to stand, pushing herself up off the couch.] What else should I try?

Hotdog. Definitely.

[ he nods to himself with a smile. it'd be nicer with jem, but she's one of those great big shocks he thinks octavia would either want to hide behind him to get away from or follow in her footsteps and make him exasperated. as much as he wants octavia to meet the people he's met, who he's had fun with and actually has extended his own umbrella of being overprotective and aggravating toward, he wants to keep her to himself for just a little while longer. ]

[ she's going to stay. it's the reason why he's not in a rush for her to meet and see and feel and taste and experience everything. ]

[ he grabs his keys, twirls them around his finger before clasping it against the palm of his hand. ]

We should see if you're allergic to fish. There's a shop that sells fish and chips. It's really good.

[ octavia doesn't know what kind of a social butterfly bellamy's been, she assumes it's a large and lumbering one that doesn't fly much. she might be wrong. and she doesn't know who he does and doesn't want her to meet, she just knows that she's with her brother in a place like she never imagined.

and she feels happy for the first time in a while. ]

Hot dog? Please don't tell me they eat dogs here.

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